The Purpose of Conviction
"We are dependent on our brains for
whatever form of faith we experience in
our lives reflecting our spiritual being:
Does God exist? Does life have meaning?"
Ah, the academics, the experts, those
of scientific mind and the papers to
prove it, those professionals in whom the
public places their trust knowing as they do
what we do not, now inform us that a
sense of purpose is essential to living a
life well, to appreciating the opportunity to
exist despite any or all happenstance
intrusions mitigating against meeting our
humble aspirations to be satisfied with
what fate has apportioned us. We could
hardly, of our own initiative ponder the
sublime issue of existence and its purpose
without their guiding words. Our minds
incapable of grasping that existence gives
us purpose. Trouble sleeping? Tch! Fewer
than the minimally-stated hours will
shorten your life, so what to do? Have purpose
of course, and by that measure, the metric
identified so pithily by those whose
immaculate credentials lend them the
authority that you lack, will do very well
for you. As for existence, does a fly in
some ancient collective-species memory
realize its purpose? Perhaps terrorists assured
of their ascent to paradise in honour of their
purpose achieved have discovered the
formula through zealous application of
their spirituality's injunction to arouse
themselves to the purpose decreed by Islam.
Monday, July 17, 2017
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Poetry
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